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Nebula ([personal profile] furibund) wrote2023-07-27 11:49 pm

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Anger.

It lived within her, filling her with purpose. It colored everything in her life an uncompromising red. So. Much. Anger.

Ask anyone who had ever crossed her path, and they would tell you the same thing: To say she was full of anger was like saying that the universe was full of stars.

It was and she was and thatโ€™s all there was to it.

Period. End of story.

Except it wasnโ€™t the end of the story. Not hers. It was only the beginning.

Where it really all started was with a ship.